They say the best things come in small packages. (Like Mrs S) That doesn’t apply to MOHOing. Well, not from where we’re coming from. Or going to.
A six week jaunt. Seems a long enough time. With two weeks getting there and back not really. There’s so much out there. Just waiting. While away we’re like a couple of nomadic Dysons. Searching and sucking up everything on our path. Although at times it seemed Beastie wanted to simply apply his favoured steam roller technique.
So we can tick Corsica and Sardinia off. Kick them off our must return to, too. Two we can say “Been there, done that”. As usual Beastie has provided the backbone to our trip. Even if I did try to break it a couple of times. Some winter TLC repairs on the cards. Care of Comfort Insurance!
So that’s it. Thanks for reading. If you’ve read every post then I offer you my sincere condolences . If you’ve dipped in and out, then I can’t say I blame you.
Oh. This trip provided two firsts for us. Beastie got a speeding ticket in Corsica. 83 in a 70. And for a time we were Three Cheeses Go Rolling . . .
